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OTEC_HoneyBun
OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

	[ 21. Honey Bun ]

With Walter gone, she had no soul mate.
The random businessmen still scratched a psychological itch,  she would 
not reach
She would not miss her weekly "arrest" for anything, but in spite of 
that, she felt lonely.

Honey Bun, never caused problems, his wants and needs were simple, food 
and warm.
Though it was more of a problem for Sweet Kathy then one might think.
She had to give her snake "feeders" small scruffy rats, she had to 
deliver in Caligula like fashion
to a horrible fate.
She usually put the feeders in as she was about to leave, they would 
disappear in her absence.
The other problem was her mother could not afford to heat the house 
properly.
Honey Bun, faced lifetime incarceration in his expensive, habitat.
There were only two places in the house with the necessary warmth.

Kathy was the second source, if her cheap reclining chair had been a 
more expensive model
with built in warmer her life might have turned out differently.
She would lie naked in the cheap recliner Honey Bun curled up on her 
abdomen,
with a towel over him to conserve his warmth.
They would watch TV doing homework together.
She resisted fucking the snake, strange things in a hotel could be 
denied as false memory.
But only insane young ladies lie on their backs in their mother's home, 
letting snakes fuck them.

Honey Bun, was needful, engrossed in her biology textbook, Kathy became 
aware of what the
reptile was doing with his tail.
She moved her knees farther apart.

This became the new modus operandi,attractive, young lady in the supine 
position, with half a yard
of snake, hanging out of her lovely body like a donkey penis.
The faux donkey organ, was stretched out between her long lovely legs, 
reaching
to her knees.
She held her legs, together conserving the heat, her friend needed.

It was a situation lacking dynamic stability.
Any orthodontist will tell you, given time and constant pressure bone 
itself gives way.
Honey Bun withheld as much of himself as he could, from the better 
source of warmth,

Like moving crooked teeth, the results required time lapse photography 
to become obvious.

Kathy had started out, being larger internally then most any man alive.
Gradually without her awareness she was becaming larger internally, than 
most any woman alive.

The magnitude of the situation became apparent without warning.
Human  vaginas are larger at the back than the front Honey Bun, had 
taken advantage of this fact,
forming himself, in to an enormous candy cane, the hook end was deep 
inside Kathy, closer to her tonsils,
than her knees.
Honey Bun had folded himself, she now had the equivalent of two snakes, 
deep inside her, it was beyond uncomfortable it stopped just short of 
agony.
Any thoughts of dialing 911 were thrust aside, better to die, than to 
arrive at her mother's hospital in this condition.
There was a large economy bottle of baby lotion, she could just barely 
reach, perhaps it saved her life,
it certainly changed her life.
In a wobbly imperfect parody of Walters "assume a position" she was able 
to pour the contents of the bottle into herself.

Honey Bun wiggled, snakes in their own way are very fussy about their 
skins, this oily fluid was not suited to an upscale snake like himself.
But the growing pool at the tail end was another matter it facilitated 
movement in such an impossibly small
tight place, the tail tale oozed imperceptibly forward allowing Honey 
Bun to hunch back a millimeter
more into the perfect warmth.
The  pain shot off the scale, going from just short of agony, to 
indescribable.
Kathy bellowed in agony, thankful, her mother was not home, watching in 
horror as they impossible thing
occurred before her unbelieving eyes, she was partially propped up on 
her elbows to keep the life-saving oil trapped in her body.
A gigantic yard long, fat as your forearm snake disappearing 
incrementally into her body.
There was nothing she could do to stop it her fate was sealed, she would 
die screaming
like one of Caligula's victims, in his lethal sex circus.

The snake did not disappear, she did not die.
The process halted as a blunt tail began protruding from her insanely 
dilated  teenage womanhood.
It took the reptile a short interval, to process the data, further 
progress backward would move the head inside,
but the tail would be forced out into the cold air.
A centimeters movements in both directions verified, the optimal point 
has been reached.

Kathy with able to grab some old clothes to hold the beneath herself, to 
catch
the liquid as it drained out. Feeling considerable relief at the light 
color, she was not hemorrhaging to death
as Caligula looked down laughing.

No she was safely in her mother's home, with a minor problem.
She looked to be five months pregnant, with a reptile head protruding 
from her body.
A truly twisted sense of humor does not grow in a vacuum like 
weightlifting, it requires constant exercise.

"If I put a robe on, I can order pizza delivery, I'll shuffled to the 
door, when the doorbell rings"
"You are not funny.", a distant part of her brain observed.

She pulled a blanket over the new created  human/Honey Bun symbiotic 
life form.
"So this is what it is like to be pregnant." She marveled looking at the 
incredible bulge in her abdomen.
In time, the horrible cramping, began to subside.

Of course, she dreamed a well endowed, highly desirable
man was squatting between her legs about to penetrate her.
He glanced down at her womanhood, his smile of lust
slowly fading to revulsion in disgust, he walked away
laughing uproariously, he did not glanced back.

The dream had been triggered by Honey Buns movement, he was tired of 
visiting, wanting
to go home and sleep in his own bed.
Kathy was shaking with fatigue and happiness as she deposited the oily 
reptile back into his
fish tank home.

Kathy was able to find in the garage, a choke chain and a dog lead, from 
an almost forgotten, worthless,
backyard dog from years before.
She was able to secure Honey Bun to the arm of her chair so he could not 
maneuver himself
into his Caligula position again.

Things return to normal for three weeks or so, Kathy had found a mostly 
full slightly
dusty tube of KY, that had somehow survived from years ago, when her 
mother had a sex life.
She began slowly deliberately working the clear gel over her snake, 
unconsciously
using hand motions that drove visiting businessmen mad.

Less cramping, less pain, less bleeding afterwords.

Two weeks later, the desire returned with a need for some "hurt me, make 
me bleed" sex
Her eight praetorian guards, promised this kind of sex but never delivered.

She began keeping several unopened tubes of KY on hand.

A new stable condition, slowly emerged, there came a day when she would 
join Honey Bun every evening.
Sleeping in the recliner, was cold and uncomfortable.
She remembered vividly, the first night, she slept soundly all night, 
her and Honey Bun, joined into a single
hybrid organism.
She had accepted her fate, she was not destined to marry or have 
children, she was a circus sideshow freak.
She could deceive, men like her endless stream of visiting businessmen, 
they did not have
the time or opportunity, a husband would have to discover her secret.

-- 
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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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